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Grant Barrington is known for being a steadfast financial wizard. He’s an under-celebrated voice of reason, a man who hangs back rather than charges in—until his family needs him to find out what happened to his brother Kent. Then it’s time for this quiet hero to flex his alpha billionaire muscle.

It’s not an ideal time to meet a woman who unexpectedly brings out a wild and spontaneous side of him.

Viviana Sutton is living with her cousin after being fleeced by her ex-boyfriend. She’s done with relationships and isn’t looking for forever. Giving in to one naughty, incredibly hot romp with a stranger actually makes her feel better until she starts craving olives with her morning cereal and takes a pregnancy test.

To help his family, he’ll need to be the man she makes him feel like he can be.

For the sake of her baby, she’ll give him a chance to change her impression of him.

Book 1: Always Mine Book 2: Stolen Kisses Book 3: Trade it All Book 4: Let It Burn Book 5: More Than Love Book 6: Forever Now (Coming 2017) Book 7: Never Goodbye (Coming 2017)

About Ruth Cardello

Ruth Cardello is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance.
She was born the youngest of 11 children in a small city in northern Rhode Island. She spent her young adult years moving as far away as she could from her large extended family. She lived in Boston, Paris, Orlando, New York–then came full circle and moved back to Rhode Island. She now happily lives one town over from the one she was born in. For her, family trumped the warmer weather and international scene.
She was an educator for 20 years, the last 11 as a kindergarten teacher. When her school district began cutting jobs, Ruth turned a serious eye toward her second love- writing and has never been happier. When she’s not writing, you can find her chasing her children around her small farm, riding her horses, or connecting with her readers online.Connect with RuthWebsite: www.RuthCardello.comFaceBook: www.facebook.com/RuthCardelloTwitter: @RuthieCardelloEmail Notice of New Releases: ruthcardello.com/contact/

NO HESITATIONS by T.C. Matson

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RykerMy life is perfect.I have it all—the woman of my fantasies and my shot at the championship.It’s all right in front of me. In my grips. I can see it, taste it, feel it. No chance in hell I’ll lose.Until I fall at the mercy of another man’s hands.I’m torn apart and forced to make difficult decisions while staring malicious hatred in the eyes.Doors open and others close—ones I’m not ready to see go.My course changes. My dreams begin evading me.You think I fought hard to get where I’m at now?You haven’t seen the depth of my perseverance yet.This isn’t the end of me.

I AM NOT DONE.

WhitneyHe has everything in his hands—his career, me, our future.One costly mistake, a defiant decision, and everything vanishes.As he holds my hand through the darkness, he loses it all.I watch with anguish as he struggles to put the torn pieces back together.It’s not as easy as he had hoped.But his strength proves powerful. His determination unbreakable.Together we’ll conquer.Together we don’t accept defeat.

WE ARE NOT DONE.

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***This is a STANDALONE***RykerI lost the championship.The contract.My dignity.I’ve been offered a second chance.I’m back with vengeance.Determined and focused.I’m going to win the championship.Just when I thought I had it all planned out, she walked into my brother’s anniversary party. She’s beautiful, exquisite, and has a smile that makes me weak. I need to make her mine. Now I’m not only fighting to win the championship, I’m also fighting to win her.

WhitneyMy life was on track…until him. He’s not my type—an adrenaline junkie who enjoys inflicting pain on others for sport. Tall and tattooed with piercing blue eyes, he’s too sexy to resist.I didn’t see him coming until he was already firmly entrenched in my life.Suddenly, I’m falling head over heels for a man I realize I can’t breathe without.We’re in for the fight of our lives.And we both have everything to lose.

ABOUT T.C. MATSON

“Dreaming in Reality…You dream in reality when you pick up a book and get lost in it. In my writing, I strive to take you to a place where reality and fantasy become a blurry line. Everything should be relatable. It could happen…couldn’t it?” ~ TC Matson

TC Matson loves to let her character’s voices be heard. With a head full of stories, she puts her keyboard through a beating daily. With an understanding that love isn’t always instant and full of flowers—her writing mirrors it.

She’s a romance junkie at heart and an avid reader. Add those two together and she will devour books within hours, getting lost in the world the author creates.

Matson resides in the peaceful Piedmont area of NC with her husband and three boys, where staying hopped up on caffeine is the key to her sanity. Chaos is indefinite and a sense of humor is an absolute must.

Wrongful Desires by Katerina Winters

Young and innocent Raven Gables was strictly off limits, a fact Creed Lyons made sure to remind every surrounding male—including himself. Keeping her at arm’s length Creed was content to watch the young beauty from afar, but cruel fate always found a way to laugh in his face.
From the moment Creed arrived to rescue her, Raven knew the taciturn soldier covered in tattoos would change her life forever.
Over the years he had become more than just a proxy “uncle” in her eyes, he was the dark-eyed man that haunted her dreams. The question was, would Creed ever see more than just a tragically orphaned schoolgirl?
Like family, it was his job now to care and look after her, but God help him he wasn’t prepared for this type of hell.
There was only so much a man could take staring back at wide innocent eyes that begged the predator inside to devour her.

About Katerina Winters

Dear reader,
I aim to create a fantasy that gently leads you to the edge of your desires and roughly drive you over the edge, all the while ignoring your protest.
In my pursuit to master the “chase,” I promise to create possessive, protective, powerful predatory men.
So sit back relax and enter my sweet erotic dark escape.
S
incerely,
Katerina Winters
P.S.
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Feel free to stalk me.
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Friday, August 11, 2017

Deep waters are treacherous enough, but Everly Mantel never thought she would lose her heart there. But when the hunky, gruff captain of a local fishing boat turns her tender ass bright red, all her former ideas about how love didn’t fit into her life are turned upside down.James Morelock took one look at those khaki shorts and the wild tangle of red hair and something inside him caught fire. Years of telling himself love was for fools broke over the bow of his heart and opened a spot he’d forever thought closed. Only, he’s not sure his version of love is something this smart newcomer to Port Hope will understand. Will these two weather the storms of their past and finally give love a chance? Or will James’s rough love and possessive obsession be more than Everly is willing to accept?

Author’s Note: Liam and Wyatt will smoke your sardines straight out of the can with their debut collaboration. Hot, rough, safe and just the right amount of adventure, you will be fanning yourself and rooting for these two to find their happily ever after. Which they will. Guaranteed.

Dani Wyatt

Dani Wyatt loves her alpha men; make them military, cowboys, MMA -- any uber alpha with a wicked possessive streak and an insatiable libido. Receive a free exclusive unpublished title when you join Dani's private readers group for updates, free chapters and discounts.

She's a 40 something regular lady who just happens to love badass alpha males who pull your hair and love their women with a lethal passion.

When she's not writing (which is not often) she is probably laughing about some irony (like A-1 Steak Sauce is vegan), riding her horse, wondering why The Walking Dead can't have a new episode every night, or looking cross-eyed at some piece of technology sent to ruin her day.

Liam Ryder is a former Marine, current cowboy with the fire of Scottish blood running through his veins. His stories are formed from the best sort of passionate dirty mind. Loyal heroes that find smart, spunky heroines irresistible come together in his stories combine the feel of a traditional romance with a bit of rough darkness, and a heavy but loving hand.Step into Liam’s world where a slap on the ass is just the beginning. If you love some filthy talk tossed around with a generous sprinkling of ‘good girl’ you’re in the right place. Always safe, no cheating and a guaranteed happy ending that will leave you swooning and fanning yourself until his next release.

In Twisted War, doubt clouds around Xavier even after a paternity test shows he is the father of Camilla’s daughter. He can’t let go of the thought that Emmanuel has somehow rigged the test results. Paranoia skews his judgment and he makes decisions that could cost him his relationship with the mother of his child.
After giving birth, Camilla is determined not to turn into her mother so she agrees to therapy sessions. Attraction blossoms between Camilla and her doctor putting the men in her life on high alert. However, Camilla’s main concern is making sure Trevor gets the justice he deserves and she’ll do it by any means necessary.
Mayor Emmanuel Scott is flexing his power in his newly acquired position and still pulling everyone’s strings. He’s faced with his match when he sees exactly how brutal Camilla is willing to be to protect the ones she loves though.
Alexander Epps is Camilla’s psychologist and he’s helping her work through her inner turmoil in more ways than one but will his secret identity keep him from getting closer to her?

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About Danielle James

Danielle James is a 31-year-old wife and mother of two, who lives in Virginia. She spends her days in the kitchen baking cookies and cupcakes for the local farmers market. When her face isn’t hovering over a mixing bowl, she’s writing dark and twisted erotica and romance novels.

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Author
Info

I
live in the Midwest with my husband and our two dogs. I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my
daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles. We have traveled extensively throughout the states,
Canada and just once overseas, but I much prefer being homebody. I worked for a while writing articles for a
local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica,
but I slowly evolved to writing erotic romance with an emphasis on
spanking. My favorite genre to read is
suspense.

Five years spent wishing things were different.
Five years spent trying to forget it ever happened.
Five years spent wondering what coming home would be like.
Five years spent hoping there was still a chance.
For Jenny Foster, coming home was the scariest thing she’d ever faced, but she was tired of being haunted by the one boy – man – she’d ever loved. She was tired of hiding in the shadows of her childhood; it was time to be the woman she ran away to find.
Jack Ryan knew he only had one chance to make things right with Jenny; a chance he didn’t deserve, but he knew he wouldn’t waste it. It had already taken him a lifetime to see what was right in front of him all along, and he’d be damned if he let her slip away again.
Maybe time heals most wounds, but when it comes to wounds of the heart, Jenny knows time only builds walls to protect what’s already broken. Only love can heal a wounded heart, and for Jenny Foster that meant letting in the one person who broke it in the first place – Jack Ryan.
And he was waiting for her; ready for her to come home…to him.

Aine Kelley is a Massachusetts native who resides in a small seaside community outside of Boston. Besides her immense love for her two girls, she's a huge fan of her Patriots. Bruins and Red Sox! She's a one click addict and loves getting lost in a story. Like her strong female characters in her books, she's a huge 80's movie lover, book addict and a music freak! Her love of words, books, beta reading for authors and reviewing for a blog, led her down this crazy yet exciting writing path. Her motto is: Live freely, laugh heartily and love deeply.

Rachel wants one thing in life, a family of her own. But she’s not going to get it without a man. Or can she?
They may have ruined their chances in the past, but Matt and Ethan know Rachel’s the woman for them. When they discover her plans, they tell her they’ll give her exactly what she wants.

The old fashioned way. Because once they get their hands on her, they’ll hold her close and never let go.
Warning: Panty melting! Hold Me Close is book 4 in the wildly dirty series where two obsessed alpha cowboys give the woman of their dreams exactly what she desires.

This standalone HEA is all about her - no M/M.

EXCERPT:

Even though I was born and raised in Montana, I’d never really understood the appeal of the rodeo circuit. The animals, wrangling them, tying little calves’ ankles up as fast as possible. But as I watched this cowboy riding the massive bull, the muscles of his chest rippling beneath the fabric of his shirt as his arms bulged beneath the strained material, I finally got it. He rocked back and forth, balancing and going with the jerky motions of the angry beast, arm flung up over his head.Oh Lordy, I got it.I gasped when the bull kicked out its hind legs, not because I was scared for the cowboy but because of the way his thighs contracted beneath those jeans to stay on its back. Jeans, I might add, that left little to the imagination. The whole thing was stupid, plain stupid. Stay on a bull for eight seconds, but somehow every one of my hot buttons was pushed watching the testosterone-fest.“Here’s a napkin.” My sister’s voice cut into my openmouthed gawking. I turned to face Emmy, who somehow still managed to look sleek and stylish in a jean skirt and flowy top even when eight months pregnant. She held out one of the napkins she’d nabbed when she’d gone to get herself an ice cream cone.I frowned at it. “What’s that for?”Emmy grinned. “You’ve got a little drool there.”My frown turned into a scowl. “I was not drooling.” I turned away and subtly swiped the corners of my mouth just in case.“Whatever you say, sis.” I didn’t have to see her to know she was rolling her eyes in my direction. Even though she was younger, Emmy had the air of a know-it-all older sister. But then, she was the one who was happily married with a baby on the way while I was still deeply rooted in spinsterhood with no end in sight. Somehow, this seemed to give her an advantage that negated my two years’ seniority.Emmy had a Bridgewater marriage, which meant she was the lucky bride of two doting, protective men. Like all my siblings, she had a big heart and a good head on her shoulders and I wished only the best for her. Except for now. As she licked her ice cream, looking impossibly smug, I wondered for the millionth time how my bratty little sister managed to snag not one, but two men, when I hadn’t managed to land a second date in more months than I’d cared to admit.It was fine and all if it were just Emmy having a baby, but I was one of six. All five of my siblings were married with kids, or in Emmy’s case, with a kid on the way. Two of my brothers were in Bridgewater marriages as well, but the rest had followed in my parents’ footsteps and gone the traditional route. One man, one woman. And everyone had found their “perfect someone” or “perfect someones” early. Emmy was only twenty-four and my brother, Zach, had married at twenty-one. My parents always used to say, “When you know, you know.”Well, I’d yet to know.Honest to God, I didn’t care what kind of relationship I found myself in—traditional, Bridgewater, or other—I just wanted to be in one. Not that I was desperate for a man. No, I didn’t sit around the house pining for one. Besides, I didn’t just want any man, I wanted the right man…or men. I dated, but so far there hadn’t been any spark, not anyone that I’d wanted to go out with past a second date. So I’d sort of given up. Not that I’d ever been on the prowl, but I wasn’t going to bars with my girlfriends on Friday nights looking for hook-ups. Well, I’d never gone looking for a hook-up, but I’d gone looking. And it hadn’t worked.Because of this, I wasn’t exactly boy crazy, but I definitely was baby crazy. I wasn’t old, by any means, but I’d thought that by twenty-six I’d be in the same boat as the rest of my family. If not married with kids, at least well on my way. Heck, Emmy was having a baby before me. Yeah, that hurt, not that I’d ever tell her or let it show. It was my problem, not hers. It wasn’t her fault she found two guys who loved her and wanted to make a life with her. A family.I’d had it all planned out. College, grad school, then start a family. Sure I was young, but I wanted a big brood and that meant starting early. But somehow, at some point, my life plan had gotten derailed. I stifled a sigh as I turned to watch the hottie cowboy pick up his hat from the dirt ring, lift it and wave it in air. The crowd cheered and clapped as he walked out through the open rail. Even the back of him looked damn good in the chaps and snug jeans. They were well worn and molded his butt just right.Dammit. Emmy nudged me with her hip, caught me ogling again. “You should go back there. Introduce yourself.”I looked at her as if she had suggested I climb on the back of the bull and go for a ride. “Introduce myself? To the bull rider? I couldn’t do that.”Emmy glanced at me. We looked similar with our light brown hair and hazel eyes but she was several inches shorter. “Why not?”I shrugged. Because I couldn’t. I wasn’t like Emmy. She had no problem going up to strange men and flirting—well, she hadn’t before she’d fallen for Rick and Kevin two years ago. They were alpha males through and through and they were the only men she flirted with now. The bowling ball beneath her shirt proved that. But that wasn’t me. I’d never been great at flirting and super attractive men tended to make me nervous. No, I always turned into a stuttering idiot. The reason behind my single status wasn’t such a mystery after all.“You’re intimidated, aren’t you?” Emmy continued. God, she was way too amused by my discomfort. Some things never changed.“By that guy?” I pointed in the direction he’d gone. “Absolutely. You saw him. He’s…insanely hot. Of course, I’m intimidated.”I didn’t bother denying it. We both knew I was the reserved one in our family. That was the way I put it. Emmy and my other sisters just called me a prude. What they didn’t know—what I’d never told them—was that my wariness around hot men, well, practically all men, wasn’t just because they intimidated me. It went deeper than that. I knew that if they got close, they’d want to get close. I’d had exactly one attempt at sex and it had been awful. Scary.Back in college, there’d been a guy. A good guy…or so I’d thought. On our third date he’d assumed we’d be doing more than just kissing. He’d assumed wrong. I hadn’t been ready to take it to the next level, but he wouldn’t listen. His hands had been everywhere despite my protests and my feeble attempts to push him off me. He’d been too strong, too determined.I shivered under the June sun. Thank god my roommate had come in when she had or who knows how far it would have gone. As it was, he’d groped and fondled but never managed to get my pants off. Still, the experience had left me with a bad taste in my mouth whenever dates started to get too close. I froze up. Panicked. My stomach still turned when I thought of how the jerk’s hands had felt on my skin and no matter how attracted I was to a guy, that was all I could think of whenever a man leaned in for a kiss. Needless to say, intimacy was not exactly my strong suit.I didn’t say any of that to Emmy, however. It wouldn’t have made a difference. Her mouth was set in a stubborn line.“Go on, say hello,” she said. Her eyes were filled with a familiar mischievousness. The kind of look she used to give right before I walked into whatever booby-trap she’d laid for me in our shared bedroom.“Why?” My eyes narrowed with suspicion. She wouldn’t just push me to flirt with any old guy. “Do you know him or something?”“Or something.” She nodded, barely able to contain her laughter. “You will, too. He’s your new boss.”

About the Author:

Vanessa Vale is the USA Today Bestselling author of over 30 books, sexy romance novels, including her popular Bridgewater historical romance series and hot contemporary romances featuring unapologetic bad boys who don't just fall in love, they fall hard. When she's not writing, Vanessa savors the insanity of raising two boys, is figuring out how many meals she can make with a pressure cooker, and teaches a pretty mean karate class. While she's not as skilled at social media as her kids, she loves to interact with readers.